MrRodgers
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ORIGINAL: MasterSlaveLA quote:
ORIGINAL: Iamsemisweet While I’m barely able to put gingerbread on the table for my family, my C.E.O. is happily obese from ham and candy canes—some might even say jolly. Each morning, I squeeze into a crowded commuter snowmobile, while my boss, usually blotto from spiked eggnog, swans around in a nine-reindeer sports sled with a booming mega-jingle sound system. I get 18 days off a year, none during the holidays. He works for one night. In 1960, he made about 10 times the salary of the average Workshop elf, and now it’s 475 times the amount—not including milk-and-cookie bonuses related to toys delivered. Or, you know, not delivered. Translation: "Boo Hoo... I'm so jealous of someone else who likely worked harder, stayed in school longer, took greater risks/chances, and probably a dozen other things than I did earlier in life -- but I STILL want the SAME things, despite doing NOTHING to deserve them. Boo Hoo... Boo Hoo... poor little me." Hey, hey easy now...this is the great rich capitalist peasant talking. Nobody deserves anything but equal treatment under the law. So... Real translation...I get rich enough in free speech and soon...I, I make the laws. I have so much money...er free speech, whose 'speech' do 'they' hear. Not you. They 'hear' me. Hey get over it...corporatism is alive and well raping the public and...the investor. Now that's working hard people. Hey I work hard so I can pay for my laws. Go out and get that great old American elixir...a second and third job. Then maybe you too...could buy a law or two.
< Message edited by MrRodgers -- 12/24/2011 3:35:41 AM >
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